Miss D. and I were woken at about 3.30 am by a very strong wind, blowing small objects against the walls and windows of our home, and sending both our cats into fits of serious “the-boogeyman-outside-is-trying-to-kill-us” worry. The wind noise was so loud it was impossible to sleep through it, so I made tea for both of us, and we amused (?) ourselves with blog articles or other work until the storm had passed, an hour or two later.
Turns out we were right on the bottom end of a major storm front as it tracked east-south-east down through Oklahoma towards the northern part of the Dallas-Fort Worth metroplex. Here’s what it looked like on radar at 3.45 am this morning.
Those red bits, in the middle of the yellow, were very red indeed if you were unfortunate enough to be underneath them! I think that’s about the noisiest wind storm we’ve endured since we moved to this part of the world, two and a half years ago. I’m glad it got no worse.
We live on what’s called the “dry line“, where moist air from the east of the continent collides head-on with dry air from the west. It can produce some spectacular storms. Old NFO wrote about it earlier this year; if you’d like to know more, click over to his blog for details.
This morning’s a lot more peaceful, thank heavens. I’m off to do some shopping. We have Alma joining us for supper, and the North Texas Writers, Shooters and Pilots Association (a.k.a. all the usual suspects, plus yours truly) will be gathering to welcome her. Must feed them well!
Glad to hear you are safe! Have a blessed day and good luck with your gathering.
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Reporting back from the very red region. Water-logged and blown about, but otherwise just fine.
Those red bits, in the middle of the yellow, were very red indeed if you were unfortunate enough to be underneath them!
As, indeed, I was! Norman, OK here. Lots of sturm und drang, plenty of water, but nothing really scary. The idea of midnight tornadoes is the one that always gets me worried.